[Oh, right, he's sitting at this table as a guest in this house who should show some manners if he wants to actually stay around that night (at least, that's what Cain sat him down and told him). Letting that train of thought leave the station without any passengers, he shrugs and eyes the bowl of food in front of him. At least it looked to be meat, so it should be edible.]
The only religion trolls have, or should I say indigo trolls have, is a shitty clown cultist one that believes in the mirthful messiahs and a Vast Honk that will obliterate our universe, so no fuckin' thanks on that end if you get me. Anyway, I saw most a' the end a' our planet and there was no honk. There was a Vast Glub, though, wiped out our entire species but that was from Fef's lusus. I'm sure death and his Handmaid had a fun time with that, if you want to believe in mythological figureheads.